Jack shook his head. "Sebastien's not running a foster home anymore," he said, keeping his voice flat against the twist in his stomach. Sebastien would have known what to do.

"But if it's just for a little while" -- he glanced back to Adam -- "want to get a pizza and find something horrible on TV?"

It had always killed afternoons back in the dorms, anyhow. the other thing he could think of would be a walk around the island, and he didn't know the landscape enough to suggest that with a vampire he didn't trust yet.